kill Qin Sheng

Obsessed?

Qin Sheng seemed to wake up suddenly from a dream, and the red blood suddenly receded from his eyes like a tide.

"I just..." He couldn't believe it, "Why?"

Qin Sheng immediately saw pity on Ren Xingluo's face, he pursed his lips, thinking, he pities me.

"Have you lost your temper?" Ren Xingluo asked, "Is it because you have been practicing too hard recently?"

Ren Xingluo was an ordinary person in his past and present lives, and he didn't know anything about cultivating immortals, let alone talking about magic.

It's just that I saw in books and dramas in my previous life that demons are evil and everyone can punish them.And Qin Sheng, a person who always mentions it with the prefixes of "extraordinary talent" and "young fame", is also on the verge of becoming a demon.

Qin Sheng was probably nervous, he blinked his eyes unconsciously, and still insisted:

"It's just distracting thoughts."

"Is there a way to stop the demon?" Ren Xingluo thought to himself, why the development of the matter is getting more and more exaggerated.

Qin Sheng pressed his brows and covered his face.He took a deep breath, gradually calmed down, picked up the package on the ground, and made a gesture to leave: "Just pay more attention when practicing, it's fine."

Naturally, he refused to say that this was entirely a heart disease, which was difficult to cure.What's more, falling into the devil because of love has existed since ancient times.

He made a tactic, and the long sword on his back took shape again.

"Let's go." Qin Sheng said.

【He's going to be possessed. ] A's voice suddenly sounded faintly.

[why? ]

[Didn't I say it, I have distracting thoughts. 】

[Will he really be enchanted? ]

[This is up to you. 】

[Because of me again? ]

【Who else? 】

[...Could it be that if I fall in love with him, he won't be enchanted? ]

【You can try. 】

[Loving someone is hard. ] Ren Xingluo said seriously, [Stop talking nonsense. ]

【I understand you.If you can't bear to see him bewitched, kill him.If Qin Shengtian's favored son, Golden Core Sword Cultivator, were to become a demon, it would be a pity that his previous wisdom would be wasted. 】

I can't bear it?How did he see it?

Ren Xingluo was full of doubts.

He no longer thinks about this question, knowing that if he thinks about it too much, he will feel unnecessarily bored again.The task of assassinating Qin Sheng in his mind was suddenly put on the agenda again, and this time there was an additional reason: it could not be delayed any longer.

Ren Xingluo asked about the enchantment again, but Qin Sheng was disheartened and refused to talk about it, and Ren Xingluo didn't ask any more.At this time, Qin Sheng brought up the trip to Yanjing that was originally agreed to tour the mountains and rivers, and the two of them used it as a cloth to cover up the rain that was about to come.

Ren Xingluo agreed, and Qin Sheng raised his sword and flew him into the city.

It was already the end of the year, and there were not many people on the street.Ren Xingluo lingered in the half-familiar and half-unfamiliar streets of Qixian County, recalling the past. In his memory, the years of frolicking and playing often had the shadow of opera.He suggested that it is better to go to the stage and listen to the opera.Qin Sheng couldn't deny it, he was not from Yanjing, and he didn't know the way, so Ren Xingluo pulled him by his sleeve from one end of the street to the other.

Ren Xingluo was very anxious, walking quickly, and said: "The hour is about to start, we came late."

Qin Sheng originally thought that Ren Xingluo would go to the theatre, but unexpectedly, the two of them ran all the way to the suburbs.

A little farther away from the neighborhood, boxes were piled up one by one, and tents were set up on the side. Men and women with no makeup went in, and Huadan martial arts students with heavy makeup, phoenix crowns and lion helmets came out.The noisy people around are all the nearby residents who came to listen to the opera, men, women, old and young.

Qin Sheng thought to himself, it turned out to be the kind of grass-roots team that walks around the streets.

He found a table and sat down, a girl with heavy make-up wearing a five-phoenix crown walked over gracefully, held a plate to Ren Xingluo's chest, and said with a smile: "These two young masters are fresh faces."

"I've been away from home for more than a year." Ren Xingluo said in Yanjing's words, "This troupe has also changed a lot of people."

Ren Xingluo dropped a dozen copper coins on the plate, and the girl floated away to collect the ticket money for the next table.Ren Xingluo leaned close to his ear and just said, "This is my childhood memory." The curtain on the stage opened, and two gorgeously decorated women with heavy make-up babbled and sang.

Qin Sheng didn't understand a single word of Yanjing's dialect.I can only hear that the soundtrack is sometimes mournful and sometimes passionate.

Ren Xingluo watched it for a while, and then whispered to Qin Sheng: "This song is about the killing of concubine Yu Cong in the Huangchao Uprising, and Princess Guangde crying and hanging herself. I don't like watching this. How about we go to the night market? "

Qin Sheng thought that Ren Xingluo Xu knew that he lacked interest, and he was a little happy in his heart.He said, "What are you doing at the night market?"

"It's nothing, the night market sells some gadgets and drinks. If you like to take some back."

When he arrived at the night market, Qin Sheng knew that what Ren Xingluo said was true.There is really nothing new in the night market.Many shops have stewed porridge with preserved eggs and beef noodles, but Qin and Ren, one bigu and the other a ghost, have no interest in snacks such as supper, sugar people, pancakes, and candied haws to coax children.Ren Xingluo could only say, "You might as well go and buy a mask."

What Ren Xingluo was referring to was the masks hanging in the store, Zhong Kui, Fox, Monkey King, Monkey King, everything.

Qin Sheng thought it was a local custom, so he asked, "Why do you wear this? Is there anything special about it?"

"I don't care. It's the girl from Yanjing who is enthusiastic. I'm afraid you will be thrown a bag of handkerchiefs later. It's all your fault. You are so handsome that the girl's eyes will straighten up when she sees it. My father and brother will arrest you to be your son-in-law." Of course, so did I. When I was six or seven years old, the lady Qian next door yelled at me every day to marry me as a son-in-law, but before I went to Jiangzhou, she got married." He casually pointed at a stall on the stall. A mask of Zhong Kui, "The proprietress, here are two, I'll give you the money, wow, is this Lady Guanyin? No, I don't want this, I want Zhong Kui's face."

Seeing Ren Xingluo laughing and laughing and changing Zhong Kui's face without any scruples, Qin Sheng frowned and said:

"Are you wearing Zhong Kui's mask? It's unlucky."

The proprietress is a wife in her fifties, and she was not happy when she heard Qin Sheng's words: "Hey! What are you talking about? Zhong Tianshi is a god who can subdue demons, catch ghosts and ward off evil spirits! It's not auspicious. gone?"

"That's right!" Ren Xingluo pretended to be angry through a mask of fangs and claws, "My brother is not sensible at all, and he thought Zhong Kui was a ghost because of his ugly appearance." After speaking, he quickly pulled the ignorant Qin Sheng slip away.

"You should take it off." Qin Sheng also put on the mask, his voice was a little muffled through the mask, "You're a ghost, it's not a good thing to wear this."

Ren Xingluo ignored him, and walked around holding his sleeve, being greeted by small vendors on the side of the road, looking at jewelry, painting, and applauding the fire-breathing acrobat.Qin Sheng recalled in a daze the games he used to explore the forest with his elder brother when he was young, but he didn't know what Ren Xingluo was exploring, he was aimless, wearing a Zhong Kui mask, holding a Taoist priest in his hand, It's like going to catch ghosts.

After dinner time, the night became lively again. As Ren Xingluo said, the number of people in the night market suddenly increased. Together with the shouts from everywhere, it became more and more vivid.

Ren Xingluo was about to ask, "Should we rest here tonight, go to the teahouse for snacks tomorrow, or go back to Jiangzhou now", Qin Sheng's mask suddenly fell off, revealing an extraordinary handsome face.

Ren Xingluo smiled and said, "If I were a princess, you would have been carried away by now."

Qin Sheng read his ridicule, smiled, and was about to pick up the mask when a pale and haggard hand suddenly stretched out in front of his plain face: "Young master, please stay."

An old man with white hair and beard helped him pick it up: "Zhong Kui catches ghosts, this is to bless you, what a pity, what a pity."

This old man was about sixty years old, and he was dressed like a Taoist priest.There is only a table and low stools on the temporary booth, and there is a huge Eight Diagrams diagram.

"Fortune-telling?" Ren Xingluo asked strangely, "Are you trying to say that if his seal is black, disaster will happen soon?"

The old man gave a "bah" sound: "Am I that kind of swindling charlatan?"

Ren Xingluo greeted Qin Sheng, and said to the old man, "Isn't it? Come on, tell me, who is he?"

Just as Qin Sheng was about to say something, the old man pulled up Qin Sheng's hand anxiously and angrily, pointed at his palm and said, "Who is he, can't I see it? A Taoist priest, the way is not shallow, and he is young and promising."

Ren Xingluo deliberately teased him, so he said: "Come on, he is dressed like this and still wears a sword. Who doesn't know that he is a Taoist priest, so young and promising, I will say such things."

Ren Xingluo and the old fortune-teller raised their bar in public. Qin Sheng was amused by what he heard. He put on the mask again and said, "You and I don't need to tell fortunes. Let's go."

"Don't go!" The old fortune-teller stopped him again, "You will really have a bloody disaster recently."

Ren Xingluo giggled: "Then you talk about it, what kind of bloody disaster."

"Zhong Kui's mask fell off." The old man said with a serious expression, "This is not a good omen, someone is going to kill you. Also, you are the face of premature death, there is no solution. Even if you use some other methods, you will survive." It won't be long. Prepare for your funeral!"

Is there such a straightforward fortune teller in the world?Both Ren Xingluo and Qin Sheng were amazed at the same time.If he didn't know that the old fortune-teller was telling the truth, if it were someone else, he would have scolded the old man for "bad luck" and pushed the old man to the ground to beat him up.

Qin Sheng had already accepted this fact, and asked him, "If that's the case, why did you stop me?"

"I figured it out, there is someone who is not good for you by your side." The old man warned him seriously, "Stay away from him, maybe you can live longer."

"Who is that person?" Qin Sheng was curious, "Why is it unfavorable?"

The fortune teller said very vaguely: "He comes from another place, and you know the reason in your heart."

Ren Xingluo understood what they said, and thought that the person he was talking about was probably himself.Ren Xingluo saw that the fortune teller was rigid and serious, so he still wanted to tease him.While Qin Sheng was contemplating, he spread his left hand and showed it to the fortune teller: "Sir, why don't you help me find out what my fate is?"

The old man turned pale when he saw his hand: "You... you are actually a dead man!"

Ren Xingluo didn't want him to yell, and said again and again: "Slow down, keep down, it's not good to call the real Zhong Kui here." He was wearing Zhong Kui's mask, and it seemed funny and playful when he said this.

The old man snorted coldly, his vigilant eyes wandered between the Zhong Kui masks of the two, and he said, "So that's how it is."

"How to say..." Before Ren Xingluo finished speaking, the old man said angrily: "The fate of the previous life, the fruit of the present life. You should go back as soon as possible! Staying for a long time will only increase the trouble."

Ren Xingluo was hesitant when he yelled at him, and he subconsciously grabbed Qin Sheng's left hand.

The predestined relationship of the previous life and the fruit of the present life are constantly being cut, and the reason is still chaotic.

These words were very meaningful, and Qin Sheng couldn't understand them, but Ren Xingluo understood the meaning of his words.The old man could tell at a glance that he came to this world after death.

"Sir, what you said about 'predestined relationship'," he asked a question seriously, "Why didn't I notice it?"

The fortune teller sighed: "That's why you are here. Everything in the world has a cause and effect."

Ren Xingluo rolled his eyes, and suddenly had a bad thought: "What if I just don't leave?"

"Aren't you going?" The old man grabbed the dust on the table and went to knock Ren Xingluo on the head, "Go! Go!"

Ren Xingluo screamed and quickly hid behind Qin Sheng, "Hey, don't hit me, if I lose my mind, you will pay me."

Pedestrians on the side of the road laughed when they saw the three of them fighting, "Don't pay attention to that fortune teller, he's just a lunatic, talking nonsense every day."

"You say again that you won't leave? Huh?" The old fortune-teller was so angry that his beard was shaking after being laughed at by everyone, "This world is going to be destroyed by you! Get out, get out."

"The world was ruined by me, and I actually have such abilities...Don't start, sir, I was just joking, so let's go."

Seeing that he was really angry, Ren Xingluo dragged Qin Sheng away.

"What charades are you playing?" The crowd became more and more noisy. Qin Sheng was afraid that he would be swept away by the crowd, so he put his arms around Ren Xingluo's shoulders, and walked through the crowd with a half hug and half hug. He asked, "What did he figure out?" , you seem to know it all."

"This is an unlucky secret, I don't recommend you to know it." Ren Xingluo said.

Qin Sheng's body was very hot, while Ren Xingluo was a ghost entity with no temperature. When he was scalded by his body temperature, he felt that his right shoulder was about to burn.He was distracted, there was a lot of noise around, and Qin Sheng said something, but Ren Xingluo didn't hear clearly, and it took a while to come back to his senses: "What did you say?"

Qin Sheng turned his head, and took off the mask with jade-like white fingers, and it was still that clear and handsome face.He brushed away the broken hair from Ren Xingluo's temples, lowered his head slightly, and his lips were almost close to his ears.

Ren Xingluo was startled.

He only heard him whisper: "Xingluo, I mean, let's go back to Jiangzhou."

Ren Xingluo was agitated by the heat between his lips, he rubbed his earlobe: "You really surprised me."

Qin Sheng realized that the posture was more like a couple flirting, and when he said that, he couldn't help but feel a little shy, like spring water being blown by the wind.

Ren Xingluo stared at this fascinating face without looking away.

He was like a white crane transformed into a Taoist priest in Su Dongpo's pen, flying into Ren Xingluo's heart.

He is bewitching me, Ren Xingluo thought to himself.